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my addiction
his face causes a chemical flood in my brain
his words keep me company in the night
I shake with withdrawal when he’s silent
frantically searching for signs of him
he’s an addiction I don’t want to be cured of
his words keep me company in the night
I shake with withdrawal when he’s silent
frantically searching for signs of him
he’s an addiction I don’t want to be cured of
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